We loved the first movie (Another Gay Movie), and had read that Another Gay Sequel was 'not as good' and 'trashy'. "Fine," we thought. "So it won't be as good. Sign us up for another fun little gay romp-o-rama anyway."
What a stinking pile of manure this is. I'm having real difficulty believing that Todd Stephens actually had anything to do with this movie. It is not funny at all. In fact, it goes way over the line of the naughty fun of the first film into purely offensive bile. Seriously, this movie made me feel ashamed to be gay.
So the four boys go off to Fort Lauderdale to have as much sex as possible. Great, sounds like fun! Reality: gay men spreading STDs like it's nobody's business, off of their heads on the buzz of hedonism, having dreams about fisting zombies who go so far that hands break through flesh. It's really extremely unpleasant.
And completely unfunny! I mean, how can anybody actually laugh at this drivel? I wet myself with laughter whenever I watch the first movie. This sequel should come with subtitles, telling you when to laugh.
The constant shameless commercials throughout the film (gay porn websites, brands of lube, you get the picture) and the weird misplaced animation sequence of dancing genital crabs are the cherry on the top of just how hideous this film is.
Stephens should have stayed in bed the day he decided to write this film. Maybe he did. Really, don't waste two hours of your life watching this drivel.
What a stinking pile of manure this is. I'm having real difficulty believing that Todd Stephens actually had anything to do with this movie. It is not funny at all. In fact, it goes way over the line of the naughty fun of the first film into purely offensive bile. Seriously, this movie made me feel ashamed to be gay.
So the four boys go off to Fort Lauderdale to have as much sex as possible. Great, sounds like fun! Reality: gay men spreading STDs like it's nobody's business, off of their heads on the buzz of hedonism, having dreams about fisting zombies who go so far that hands break through flesh. It's really extremely unpleasant.
And completely unfunny! I mean, how can anybody actually laugh at this drivel? I wet myself with laughter whenever I watch the first movie. This sequel should come with subtitles, telling you when to laugh.
The constant shameless commercials throughout the film (gay porn websites, brands of lube, you get the picture) and the weird misplaced animation sequence of dancing genital crabs are the cherry on the top of just how hideous this film is.
Stephens should have stayed in bed the day he decided to write this film. Maybe he did. Really, don't waste two hours of your life watching this drivel.